An eerie swarm of smoke rose from the magic worms who sat in the raised pit surrounded by velvet curtains as a bloody sword sat on one side and a vomiting man in a nice hat stood on the other.
The sickening stench of the earthworms on the table combined gut-wrenchingly with the sight of a bloody knife on his kitchen floor, leaving Miles Standish with no option other than losing his lunch.
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